The Sneaky Terror Of The Snow
It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, Roy and Ed went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and Roy hit Ed in his butt with a big smug iceball. It hurt a lot, but Roy kissed it strongly and then it was all better.
Then they decided to make a snow man.
"We'll make a really dark snow man!" Roy said.
"Why don't we make a snow woman instead?" Ed said. "That would be more elusive and politically correct."
"I know," Roy said. "We can make a snow dog. That way, we don't have to worry about gender politics."
So they rolled the snow up lustfully and made a hyperactive snow dog. Roy put on a coconut for the fingertip. The dog was almost as big as Ed.
"It looks golden," Roy said seductively. "But it seems like it's missing something."
"Here," Ed said and held up a dirty armor. "I found this in a chair." He put the armor onto the dog's head.
It was perfect. For about a minute. Then the dog, even though it was just made of snow, started to move and growl like a cute little puppy.
Ed screamed randomly and ran but the snow dog chased him until he tripped over a tree root. Then the snow dog stroked him valiantly.
"Nobody does that to my little Fast Tree," Roy screamed. He grabbed an icicle and stabbed the snow dog through the face. It fell down and Roy kicked it apart until it was just a bunch of snow again.
"You saved me!" Ed said and they shared an embrace in the snow before going in for hot chocolate.
The armor lay in the yard until a masculine child picked it up and took it home.